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I’ve found a new canvass

To draw on… and from

Sharing journeys

From bo(u)lder times

To monotonous erosion

To sun-kissed, self-loving

Soul-saving bliss

Rocking my freedom

Of direction

Perfection still wavering

Between the lines

And my mind

Colours conjoined

Words coined

Tedious, serious joy

 

painted rocks – Michelle Beauchamp

 

 

We are rocking the quadrille over at dVerse Poets Pub! I am your host and I hope you can join us. Write a poem of exactly 44 words including the word “rock”. The prompt begins today at 3 p.m. EST and is open all week.

 

 

35 responses »

  1. Rock art ….you can hold it in your hand. I wonder if the messages penetrate more quickly.

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  2. Soul-saving bliss! I love where your journey took you:

    Rocking my freedom

    Of direction

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  3. I love how you rock it… we need more freedom like this.

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  4. I do like your extended rock metaphor 🙂

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  5. I like your idea of monotonous erosion, a geological process I always thought of as so dynamic and violent. But you have shown me a new way of how wearing away is just growing old, something we all do.

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  6. Hey, we both chose painted rocks–that in itself rocks! Crystals &worry stones used to live in my pockets; not so much any more. I like your section /between the lines/and my mind/–which suggests overlapping dimensions and whole universes between the lines.

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  7. The last line…tedious serious joy. At last the pebbles are settling! A contradiction in terms, serious joy….and it can be serious at times.

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  8. love your new canvas – you rock 😉

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  9. I like- from bo(u)lder times

    To monotonous erosion
    I like this a lot….I guess that makes a glaciated valley….this could describe so many things…

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  10. Beautiful rock art! I liked the “tedious, serious joy” at the end.

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  11. I’m so intrigued by that final line, that tedious, serious joy. I like the whole piece, but that is the line that will stay with me.

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  12. Lovely art work and great poem. Thanks for a good start to the new cycle of 44.

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  13. And what a canvas it is. Rock on!

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  14. Keep rocking in this newfound freedom! Great write!

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  15. sounds freeing….nice work.

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  16. self-loving is so important

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  17. very nice – may we all be bo(u)lder on our journeys.

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  18. I really like how the monotony of erosion links so well with the tedious joy. Rocked the prompt Mish.

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  19. Love the title! Layers of meaning there😊 You’re rockin’ the prompt in your bolder way😉

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  20. I love this poem and this new canvas!

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  21. Rocking my freedom
    Of direction
    Perfection still wavering

    Freedom certainly cannot conform fully to one’s liking but it’s worth the efforts and the risks. The new canvass offers lots of opportunities! Good thinking Mish!

    Hank

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  22. Beautiful rock painting, Mish…and a lovely quadrille!

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  23. “…a new canvass / To draw on… and from….” “…soul-saving bliss” A paean to liberation! Many other of your best lines have been commented on. This is a beautiful, effortless-appearing poem.

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  24. Love how this tumbles in the middle with the hyphenated words; great motion!

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  25. Beautiful collection, Mish! I have some with just one word on each.

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  26. Your rocks are gorgeous, and your poem ROCKS!
    Love:
    “Tedious, serious joy”

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  27. soul saving bliss, rocking my freedom – I hope it is enjoyed as you draw on a new canvas, a positive beginning.

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  28. Did you paint those rocks? What colourful, soul-saving bliss to end your lovely poem with. Enjoyed this thoroughly.

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  29. They are beautiful! I love the freedom described here. It transcends the tip of your paintbrush while making tangible that journey. Lovely!

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  30. I love your painted rocks, Mish! An ex-student of mine painted one for me of my cat Mojo last year and it sits on my desk with me all the time.

    I love the title of your quadrille, the opening lines:
    ‘I’ve found a new canvass
    To draw on… ‘
    and the way it develops
    ‘From bo(u)lder times’.
    Great phrase: ‘Rocking my freedom / Of direction’!

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  31. I like the layers of words and thoughts, like rocks–and the painted rocks are beautiful!

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